Jenna Ortega Sister Novels & Stories

Cristian, however, remains perfectly still, those silver eyes locked on me, his expression unreadable except for the slow curve at the corner of his mouth. Jenna jumps in without missing a beat. “I am Jenna, and if you don’t take care of my sis, I will hunt you down and sucker punch your face and your El Toro so hard you will NEVER have children. I am talking hospital visits, stitches, the whole fireworks.” We all gasp in unison. “Jenna!”

Her transformation had not gone as far as that of Svetlana’s father: he had empty holes where his eyes had been but hers harbored black furry spiders quivering inside her irises. I’m an orphan now, Svetlana thought dully. It’s not too bad to be an orphan. The Voice is our father. I don’t need anybody else. Not mother, father, or . . . I had a sister named Sveta. My sister was a pest. I bet you are a good girl . . . Andrei! The cry in her mind was so loud that she was sure the eyeless puppets would hear it, but they did not stir. Brother! Help!

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to confuse you. Maya is my big sister while Jenna is ................" "Amber's mom" Aria completed the sentence and Liza looked surprised.

After being pressured into drinking until I was tipsy, I checked my phone and saw an Instagram post from my younger sister, Daphne. The private room was clouded with cigarette smoke. My client, Mr. Wallace, a bald man, slapped me hard between the shoulder blades. “Lina, you can really hold your liquor. A girl like you is a definite friend for life. Next time, you bet I’m bringing this deal to you first.” I swallowed hard against the bile rising in my throat and managed to stretch my lips into a stiff, professional smile.

There were so many people who cared enough to help me and Brax start a family. Elora and I are siblings, yet we grew up without each other. She came into my life when I was already a teenager, but working together had made us closer. I am now Luna, and she is Beta, and we will spend almost every day together for as long as we hold that title. Mila is my sister-in-law, in more ways than one. My brother’s mate and my mate’s sister. She’s the reason Argo is happy and the person Brax trusts almost as much as me.

I say as I turn my gaze back to the flickering flames. “There is someone.” I turn to look at her and wait for her to speak. “Who and where?” I ask, leaning forward in my seat as I wait for her to tell me. “Her name is Odessa. She lives in a settlement in Moonlight Cove. She is the only other Oracle alive. She is the sister of both Fate and Karma.” My eyes widen as I listen to her. Well shit, that’s just fucking great! I rub my forehead. Well, she won’t help us then, not after what has been done to Fate.

Damien exhaled, taking off his mask. Diablo placed a picture of two girls on the desk. “I actually don’t know Jenna Marbles. I found this picture in a school year book. They were two sisters who won a beauty contest.” Damien gazed at the picture. He recognized one of the ladies, she looked a lot like Anna but had Arya’s body structure. She must have been their mother, Jenna’s sister. “What does her sister have to do with Jenna? Her sister is currently dead.” Damien asked.

I started, my voice loud enough for everyone pause and look at me confused. Before I could utter another word, Calanthe beat me to it. “My sister, Naidira and I would like to inform everyone of something important.” Alpha Orion looked confused. Just like everyone else. “What's going on?” I raised a brow, chest heaving silently. What did she want to say? Her fingers dropped to her stomach and her next words were soft. “I'm with child for the Alpha.” My blood ran dry as gasps and murmurs rippled through the crowd.

"Fine. I'll apologize." Thousands of viewers flooded the livestream in seconds. I took a deep breath. My voice was shaking. "My name is Jennifer Rocher. I admit here and now that I have harmed my daughter, Ellie, as well as Lydia Winston. I sincerely apologize to both of them." Lydia dabbed at her dry eyes. "Jennifer, I don't blame you. I will raise Ellie well. Harvey says she looks just like me. Maybe that's fate—maybe we were always meant to be mother and daughter."